Blind Uchiha and Platinum Star

Chapter 11 Chapter 11: Uchiha Itachi

Among the Uchiha tribe, Fugaku's expression was not very good at this time.

Itachi could guess that something must have happened in the previous high-level meeting of Konoha.

But at his age, it is still difficult to understand all this.

Mikoto poured wine for Fugaku gently without saying much. She was the gentle mother of Itachi and future Sasuke, and she was also the wife of the patriarch of the Uchiha clan.

She knows very well what to say and what not to say.

"Itachi."

"Here, father."

The relationship between father and son may have always been very different due to their status as patriarchs.

But Fugaku was full of expectations for his child from the bottom of his heart, so the education methods he implemented were particularly strict.

The comforting smile on the young child's face made Mikoto's palms clenched slightly.

At first, she clearly just wanted Itachi not to hate her father.

"Even himself"

"This is the responsibility that you, as a father and a mother, have to shoulder."

There seems to be such a name on the memorial tablet.

"Also, Aunt Meizu is very powerful. She was once an elite Jonin of our Uchiha clan."

"Where's Seiichi-kun's mother? She and her are also friends."

Mikoto thought of that day when Seiichi, who was not yet eight years old, put on a forehead protector and stepped onto the battlefield wearing a ninja robe.

She seemed to have seen that Itachi would look like this one day in the future.

The mother and son looked at each other: "For dad, he just regrets not being able to take good care of Seiji's child."

Itachi was slightly startled, but still nodded and said, "I understand, Mom."

"Brother Chengyi, it looks pretty good."

"Can you understand? Itachi."

"Yes, father. It's because my practice is not enough."

"Your brother Seiichi. Uchiha Seiichi-kun's father was also my father's best friend."

"Don't say such stupid things. If you don't swing your weapon at them, they will rip your throat out. This reason is enough."

She knelt down gently and gently stroked Itachi's head.

Uchiha Fugaku sighed softly and drank all the wine in the cup.

"Huh?" Fugaku sipped half a glass of soju, calmly as if he was indifferent.

Itachi was silent and said, "I don't understand why people have to fight each other."

"Seiichi-kun. He is a very miserable child."

She had to worry about Itachi's condition.

"Speaking of Itachi, have you visited Seiichi before?"

"If you don't understand something, tell me and listen."

Itachi's body stiffened, and he slowly put down the bowls and chopsticks and sat upright: "Father, I still don't understand."

But there are too many names on it.

Even a name like Uchiha Mizu, which was very similar to his mother's, could not make Itachi's eyes stop for a second.

"How does he look?"

"Dad, I just hope that Itachi won't have to regret such a thing in the future."

"You should have seen her, right? Itachi."

As she spoke, Mikoto's eyes sparkled a little.

But his words seemed to be scolding Itachi for his naivety.

"I'm sorry, Itachi."

"Dad, he's just a little sad."

The wine glass blocking the line of sight between father and son was put down.

She didn't know why it happened like this.

"After that, Seiichi-kun, our Uchiha clan's red eyes were just like our father's."

"Don't forget this."

"It's okay. Mom, Itachi knows very well."

Why does this happen?

Itachi's palms clenched tightly, squeezing the still white and tender palms until the joints bulged.

"and"

Speaking of this, Uchiha Mikoto's voice suddenly trembled.

Why would I put such a heavy responsibility on such a young child in my arms?

After lunch, Itachi helped his mother clear away the dishes as usual.

His vision was a little blurry, and Itachi didn't know when his tears escaped without permission.

Itachi looked at his father with some surprise. His father, who had always been calm, might have been acrimonious because he drank too fast.

Itachi listened to the story told by his mother and tried again to slowly understand his father.

"But. During the year when you were still in your mother's belly, Aunt Meizhu went to a very far away place."

But he still wanted to ask.

He hoped to get an answer from his father that would put him at ease.

"At that time, it was really beautiful and happy."

"Besides, this war was not started by Konoha in the first place. There is no need to bear any burden in killing them."

But Fugaku's almost unprecedented gaffe made even Mikoto feel a little scared.

But the reason my father just mentioned was too pale and too bloody.

It's not as good as what Brother Chengyi said

Although the reason is still the same, it at least makes it easier for him to accept.

She shouldn't have gotten involved in these matters.

"At that time, my father didn't drink like he does now. When he was drunk, he would laugh so loudly that even the neighbors next door would complain."

"Before you were born, dad and the others often drank together. Along with mom and Aunt Meizu."

"But later he even lost his brother Seiji, Itachi."

Mikoto looked at Itachi's originally cute face, but now it was a little gloomy.

Itachi lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"It's their whole family."

The blood-red eyes were slightly ferocious, and the three magatama stones on them slowly rotated.

"Itachi, you must lead the people to a better future than I can create."

Itachi opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He actually knew that he would probably gain nothing from asking his father such a question.

".That's it."

Itachi lowered his head, and a little sadness slipped from his eyes.

Mother's face was full of sorrow, but Itachi put up a smile to comfort her:

"Don't worry, Mom, I know why everything my father did is for."

With such young and narrow shoulders in her arms, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

He raised his hands and hugged his mother.

"Yes, father, Itachi will remember it."

"When you grow up, even if you want to do anything, your father and mother will definitely support you."

They, the Uchiha clan, are always on the front line in wars and have made countless achievements with their blood.

"No matter what happens, Itachi, you must remember that father and mother have always loved you deeply."

"I already had the Sharingan when I was ten years old, even earlier than my father."

"Mom too"

"He is the pride of our Uchiha clan, Itachi."

Uchiha Fugaku remained motionless, and his tone was not ungentle.

At this point, Uchiha Mikoto suddenly tightened her embrace.

Unable to resist, he took Itachi into his arms.

After all, the tears could not remain trapped in my eyes.

She couldn't help but said: "Itachi, don't blame dad."

"I have never heard you talk about the feeling of the battlefield."

His expression at this moment actually looked a little painful.

Fugaku raised his wine glass, but his eyes shifted slightly.

"Yes, father."

When he mentioned Seiichi and his family, Fugaku hated the faces of those at the top of Konoha even more.

"I'm sorry, Itachi, mom shouldn't have told you this."

"Yes, father."

But I can't actually seek justice for those tribesmen who shed their blood!

Even other tribesmen were deceived by him!

their pride, reduced to sinners

Uchiha Fugaku hated his own incompetence.

"Itachi knows that he is Uchiha Itachi."

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